September 24th

Rain, wind, blew me away, almost in the choppy bay. Le Havre is not known for its sunshine, and to be honest this wasn't like a mid-west thunderstorm, but this morning it rained brutally. I had no morning classes, since it was Monday, but thought that I could go to the bookstore before lunch to, well, buy my academic books. No such luck. The wind was really the problem, the rain was standard. When I walk anywhere that is off the St. Nicolas platform I have to walk by the docking bay. The problem with this during a storm is the bay area is flat, very flat. If an area is flat and wind is blown across it, anything that is on the surface of the land is catapulted forward. I was the surface object that was shoved with wind and rain as I attempted to walk to the bookstore. My backpack, thank God it is waterproof, was the only thing keeping me on the ground. My friend Paula did fly, for a few seconds, in the air. I made it to sanctuary, the library, and decided that the bookstore could wait for tomorrow. I then proceeded to try and dry myself. That was fun. If you are familiar with my clothing style, then you know that I love to wear flare jeans and converse shoes. Flare jeans drag on the ground and my black converse have holes in the sides. Ah I was soaked. My shirt was the only dry thing, I wore my fall jacket, but the rest of me was dripping from the rain. I had to wring my socks out, and just not wear them, and claw my bird nest mess of hair straight. I then decided, with about an hour until lunch, that my time would best be spent on the internet. It definitely was a good decision. I also picked up Orgueil et Préjugés, Pride and Prejudice, at the library for Tuesday's class. My French culture class went well, the rain had stopped by then, and I actually made it to the bookstore. Now it took me forever to find my books, their organization of student books is worse than Iowa's, but after some assistance I walked out with 4/5. I also bought a non-academic book, what blasphemy! It was a French book all about British and American slang terms and what they meant. Perfect. Unfortunately I left it at the bakery on the way home. I'm not too worried though, it was on the counter so it should be there tomorrow morning. Fingers crossed. So all-in-all the day ended alright. The start was unexpected, but in situations with horrible weather the only thing to do is be obnoxious/ peculiar. I accomplished this by humming my favorite Canadian song all the way to the library. North Atlantic Squadron, I thank you and you cabin boy for assisting me in my travels today.

            P.S. Dad please don't kill me <3